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| It's been approximately four years since I've moved to New York. Before my decision to go, my parents would constantly made lame excuses (eg. study for standardized application tests) that the idea of visiting would be inappropriate. Naturally, they end up postpone the trip til later date. Now that I'm eighteen years old, I decided that my parents can not hold against me much longer to visit California.
My idea of visiting California during the winter break sprouted from a subway conversation with Angel and Emily that lead to spontaneous actions - more or less, we ended up buying the air tickets. With my parent's disgruntled permission, I'm going back "home" for a week and a half with them. I don't think I fully comprehend my situation until I settled it with my parents... it all felt too surreal to me.
When the event actually sunk into my hard head, my heart was melting with joy. The thought about going to California gets me so emotional whenever it crosses my mind... like a relationship that appeared perfect on the outside, but was utter chaos in the inside. I was going to where my favorite restaurants, my favorite hangout places, and etc...
It's truly a dream come true, but reality is hitting me with a jackhammer and I need to read my four hundred page book about Achuar Indians who get drunk on a daily basis and sing songs and puke in the Amazon River. Greattt.
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| I'd have to say I was quite disappointed with my day. I feel so emotional lately, and I feel like I have no one to talk to, because they just "don't understand." I hate when other people say that, because I think they are just being so melodramatic about themselves. I guess, logically, I hate myself. Great.
Halloween was pretty boring. I'm glad Ben was my Scream and wing-man for the night. We got a few looks, because of our height... I think I grew out of the whole concept of "getting candy" and I only did it to "dress up." Next year, I'll be more prepared with a more elaborate costume (DIY style, of course).
The highlight of my night was that when Scream (Ben) scared a cute little Asian boy who dressed up as Mario. I don't mean to sound like a sadist, but it was humorous, because Ben tried to redeem himself. By then, Asian Mario burst into tears and cried for his mom. Poor cutie.
After going around to get candy, Ben and I went to Burger King to eat. I'll grudgingly admit that their Hershey's pie is really really really good. We just hung out there til someone came to pick us up.
Ben and I were never really close, until this year. Ben has been a really good friend lately, and I really appreciate that. I only wish my closer friends would be like him. He's a sweet guy who listens to my daily and incoherent ramblings. They are all just too busy to care... [Insert emo moment here].
Since I don't have anything else to say, I'll wrap things up here.
I hope everyone had a safe and happy Halloween! :]
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| I'm pretty grumpy right now. Why, you ask? So the story goes something like this...
Last night, I had a hot Oovoo date... just kidding. I was talking to Ryan, via Oovoo, from around 2am till 3am. I suspiciously think that Ryan is a vampire, because not only he looks like Jasper Cullen (from the Twilight movie) in one of his Facebook photos and he practically never sleeps at night. Unlike him, I like to have at least six hours of sleep. I was kind of pissed off, because not only he forgot my name... but this is the third time he did it. Not first. Not second. But third. Anyways I was nice and let it slide. He was obviously desperate for costume ideas. I came up with at least thirty ideas, and I think I found one for him. The conversation unintentionally ended, because I accidentally fell asleep since the night before I had only about four hours of sleep. I doubt I'm sorry about that, because the lack of sleep he made me go though caused chaos for me today...
I had to wake up around six in the morning for my darn last mandatory history trip that started at 10am. I left the house at 7am... without coffee or energy drink (HUGE mistake). I had some business to deal with in the my school's registrar office, so my dad drove me to my school, and turns out that they weren't open till 9am. At that point, I decided to go head to the city early. As I always say, it's better to be early then late. I had to take a bus, which I accomplished successfully. I tend to take the wrong buses and trains, and bad incidents always ensues after that... You'll know what I mean after I finish my little bitch fit.
After getting off the bus, I leisurely walked to the bank to deposit some money and head towards the first train I needed to take. I took that train at 9am and... I slept pass five or six stops, where I was supposed to get off at to transfer. My first mistake was I took an express train, which skipped my stop. My second mistake was sleeping on an express train So I took the same train back towards my original stop where I needed to get off at. By then, it was half pass nine. -gasp-
I rushed to get on the train I needed to transfer to and then I got off where I was supposed. Yay, I'm there... right? Wrong. I forgot how to get there by foot. I was scrambling around, because I didn't want to look like an dumb nut who didn't know how to read an address. It was already ten minutes after ten. Late. Late. Late. So much for being early. I eventually found the place, after asking two different people how to get there (I manage to take a wrong turn) and my professor was waiting, with a sour face.
I scan around the group I was supposed to be with, but I didn't see Mina. Knowing her, she probably over slept. Also, she had a class at a quarter before two. I felt a little alone. I came to the museum center to watch a whole bunch of old political films. Unfortunately, I chose a seat where it was in the middle of the screen and room so when the guide asked questions... I was sleeping. I felt really bad, but I don't think she seem to mind at all. It was a waste of time, since all the information from the trip I could have basically looked up or figure out from common sense.
When I left, I knew I needed something to wake me up. Boba time! I got back safely to where I could get milk tea at my favorite snack place, Quickly's. I devored my almond flavored milk tea and rainbow jellies (without boba). How ironic, I'm going to a boba store to get a drink without boba, since I don't like it so much. By then, I went back to my school to the registrar office to fill out a form. I quickly went back home, because I needed resting or I would probably get into an accident. I got home, safe and sound. Mission accomplished!
And now that I'm reaching to my conclusion at the comfort of my home... I definitely learned a few lessons. I need to sleep on a more regular schedule, or something worse could happen to me. If anything, I need a cup of java if I have trouble putting on my clothes in the morning from lack of sleep. I forgot my third lesson...
Anyways, cat nap time! MEOW!
PS - I'm sorry if I have like a bazillion grammar errors. I'm just too tired to edit it. Tootles.
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| I have a lot in my mind right now, and since it's pretty late and I thought to myself, "What better way to express myself than by writing a blog..." Yay, here's most of my thoughts in a peanut!
- College isn't what I thought it would be. I feel really lonely most the time, but the feeling of being alone might be mistaken for being independent... or really just being a loser and alone.
- I think Davey Wavey is so adorable and awesome... and I get secretly outraged when people write mean comments about his sexuality and such. They need to get a life! I guess they can't handle his greatness... jealous much?
- There's this guy in my life.. and it's as if he's not there. Either I miss him a lot or I need someone who's going to treat me right. It's been like four years, and still no romantic outings and what-not. I'm a girl, and I feel the need to brag to my girls about something!
- I love white chocolate macadamia cookies.. then again, I don't like the nuts so much. If there was a white chocolate cookie, I'd totally fight for it.
- I'm not sure what kind of career I want to pursue in again. It went from "lawyer" to "artist" to "teacher" to "???" Augh, this is so annoying! I wish I knew what I want to do with my life! On the flip-side, I have a small interest in graphic design...
- I think the reason why I don't have much friends in college is that I'm kinda anti-social, in a sense that I dislike trying to friend with six people, when I really just want to be close friends with a few people. People never give me a chance... it's not fair! -pouts-
- Another reason is probably that I tend to judge a lot, and I just keep it to myself. I think I should just stop judging entirely, because I've got to stop thinking I'm "better then everyone else"... when clearly I am not! Duh, I wouldn't be in a emotional wreck every night if I was perfect.
- I'm going on vacation during my winter break with a few girlfriends... and I'm going back to California! I've told some of my best friends, and I made a few cry from that news (and I hope that was in a good way). I can't wait to see how everything is in California. I hope you didn't change CA, because I tried not to change just for you!
- I only had two midterms - History 104 and Linguistics 100. I'll just say that maybe Linguistics comes naturally to me than History does. I really don't want to see the blood red grade for my History mid-term. I know I shouldn't be blaming on the professor. I know now that she can't teach and I just need to buckle down and read whatever topics she throws out, because obviously her methods are not working for me at all... does she even have one? She tends to randomly talk about history like the whole class is having more of a casual conversation then a study course.
- I've noticed that my points are getting longer and longer.
- I'm really excited to see "New Moon", because the trailers made it look pretty awesome. Due to the new director, people could tell that they stuck by with using the book. I want to go to the premiere, since I never went to one before... but I don't want to hear screaming adolescents every time Edward Cullen (my unofficial husband on the side) and Jacob Black comes on screen.
- I think it's pretty cool how I can use the word adolescent now without feeling like I am one, meaning I'm age-appropriate to call younger ones that term, because I'm no longer a teenager. Oh where, oh where, did those years go by?
- I'm starting to feel phobia with the amount of Jewish people that goes to my school. It's not the fact that they worship that religion, but I believe that there should be a more even balance of ethnic races. It's kind of shocking how I rarely see Asians.
- I still feel like I'm in middle school again whenever I'm talking to upper classmates, which, I'll admit, is pretty rare. I'm not trying to say they aren't scary, but it's probably the sense of "elder's respect" despite the range of age difference between anyone.
- I guess I'll close it for tonight. I have to get to Manhattan tomorrow morning for History.
Smell ya laters!
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| Despite the fact that I think most guys are big poopie heads who go only gaga for sex, there are some good eggs out there... only I'm not looking hard enough. I was running a little late for my orthodontist appointment today, because my stupid little sister just had to take a shower. Consequentially, I had to wait for an hour and half just to see my orthodontist... which made me late for work. Despite the fact that I ran up Main Street, I still was late. As I was running up Main Street, I felt a sense of leery eyes staring at me. I wasn't wearing anything too revealing - a light blue button down shirt over a black tank top with jeans. I feel a bit flattered in a sense that a mediocre girl like me, could make guys turn their heads... but it seriously feels freaking creepy. And then I remembered that most guys are perverted buttheads. Ugh. | | |
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